Insects (from Latin insectum, a calque of Greek ἔντομον [éntomon], "cut into sections") are a class of living creatures within the arthropods that have a chitinous exoskeleton, a three-part body (head, thorax, and abdomen), three pairs of jointed legs, compound eyes, and two antennae. They are among the most diverse groups of animals on the planet, including more than a million described species and representing more than half of all known living organisms. The number of extant species is estimated at between six and ten million, and potentially represent over 90% of the differing metazoan life forms on Earth. Insects may be found in nearly all environments, although only a small number of species occur in the oceans, a habitat dominated by another arthropod group, the crustaceans.
The life cycles of insects vary but most hatch from eggs. Insect growth is constrained by the inelastic exoskeleton and development involves a series of molts. The immature stages can differ from the adults in structure, habit and habitat and can include a passive pupal stage in those groups that undergo complete metamorphosis. Insects that undergo incomplete metamorphosis lack a pupal stage and adults develop through a series of nymphal stages. The higher level relationship of the hexapoda is unclear. Fossilized insects of enormous size have been found from the Paleozoic Era, including giant dragonflies with wingspans of 55 to 70 cm (22–28 in). The most diverse insect groups appear to have coevolved with flowering plants.
Plot
A wannabe teenage band plan their first concert in an abandoned building which is scheduled for demolition. But on the night of the concert, the local drug lord shows up and the body count begins to rise on both sides - caused by the angry ghost who haunts the building.
Keywords: abandoned-building, african-american, band, drug-lord, ghost, humorous, lynching, supernatural, teenager, urban
Hell hath no fury like a woman lynched
Not all ghosts are white
Jasmine: [answers cell] What? This better be quick. I'm trying to die.
Insect: How come I never see anything cool?
Lily: I don't have time for curious.
Being the adventures of a young man whose principle interests are snails, salt, a pipe, and how to get home. As tormented by an hubristic, racist inner psyche.
Dueling Demi-God Auteur and The young man's inner psyche: Good. He's dead. Now we can have a good time.
Dueling Demi-God Auteur and The young man's inner psyche: Time for the puppet show!
Snail: NOOOOO! AAHHHHH!
The minstrel: Four hundred more injections and I shall be an invertebrate, free of this human form, free of this opposable thumb.
The young man: The king of eye works for me.
Plot
In her bed on Christmas Eve, a little girl reads an illustrated storybook entitled "The Monster's Christmas" to her teddy bear, as something sneaks around in the trees outside her window. She hears a noise in the other room, and thinking that it's Father Christmas, she goes to investigate. Instead she finds one of the monsters from her book, who has come to find someone to help defeat an evil witch that has stolen the voices of all monsters; because they sang better at Christmas carols than she did. The little girl agrees to help, and armed with the contents of her Christmas stocking sets out on a surreal, imaginative, electronically sounded, novelly avant-garde, one-of-a-kind, brain-tickling, foam-monster populated outdoor fantasy adventure through smoky fields, magical forests, boiling, bubbling mud pools, volcanic landscapes and secret witch mountain cave lairs in this criminally obscure monster Christmas fantasy epic TV mini-movie toybox from New Zealand.
Keywords: anthropomorphic-mud, avant-garde, child-protagonist, christmas, christmas-carol, christmas-eve, christmas-stocking, creature-suit, electronic-score, experimental-film
Mindless, now you will do as you're told
Restore, worship the god of control
Victims, helpless
New Slave, brain dead
Betray thy god
Facing endless damnation
Prepare, we'll have a new world our own
Regress, withdraw and you'll burn alone
Maintain respect
Obey Insect
Twisting your fate
Facing endless salvation
People from the outside
Craving for utopia
Nowhere near perfection
Future desolation
Join in now, join in now
Join in now, join in now
Promising heaven, celestial home
Inside your head now, insect has grown
There is no problem to analyse
Leaving this wasteland towards the sky
No need to worry, you're in the zone
Mind control fury, whispering tone
Overbearing manipulation
Impure, sadness, manic depression
Victims, helpless
New slave, brain dead
Betray thy god
After we die, invading our bodily cavities
The young of insects feed
On our inactive brains
And numb spinal chords
Open sores drain slow
Spouting yellow pus - from us
Dead human flesh brings nourishment
Survival from what is dead and cold
Our unburied carcass'
Will be reduced to bone
Open sores drain slow
Spouting yellow pus - they're feeding on our souls
A sickening odor seeps - from us
Inside they multiplyDevour us piece by piece
New life from us, dead life not lost
They feed to hatch the spawn
Devour us piece by piece
This dead life not lost
New life from us - dead life not lost
New life from us
Open sores drain slow
Spouting yellow pus
They're feeding on our souls
A sickening odor seeps - from us
insect - insect, insect
maggots
Again I wake up to your end, your ways and means
I watch your machinations seamless on the screen
I turn away again but still your always there
Your vacant, automatic smile is everywhere
The bright procession flashes past
In 2 dimensions under glass
The smile that lies between the lines
Luminous the union beams
Between the gods and their machines
The numb seduction of the blind
Sacrosanct the rank and file
Of perfect angels passes by
To modify the mind's desire
And no 3rd dimension troubles this
Procession where there's no abyss
In which there burns a fire
So you will jinx us with your trinkets and your tricks
Your malcontented ravings and your razor bladed wits
Go on you little clown and do your very worst
Go ahead and starve to death, or satisfy your thirst
The bright procession flashes past - Bad little insects find it tricky to survive
In 2 dimensions under glass
The smile that lies between the lines
Luminous the union beams - As they infest the sickest segments of the hive
Between the gods and their machines
The numb seduction of the blind
Sacrosanct the rank and file - Though we might whisper pretty words from time to time
Of perfect angels passes by
To modify the mind?s desire
And no 3rd dimension troubles this - They'll get no honey like the ones who stay in line
Procession where there's no abyss
In which there burns a fire
So yet another preconception dead ahead
A winning grimace and a gnawing sense of dread
am I not enough
to keep you?
and I swear
to follow through on the promise you break
we've made up our minds
and we're sharin' our lives but
you threw it away again
I know what it is that I want right now
and this time I can't have what I want
choose a life of pain
and anger
convince me I'm a loser
I know
and I've tried
but you made up your mind
and you left me behind
all in the name of lies
I know what it is that I want right now
and this time I can't have what I want
goodnight, there, my sweet darlin'
do your choices make you happy?
in love, entranced, I'm wanderin'
I'm not whole and I will not be
I know what it is that I want right now
and this time I can't have my butterfly
goodnight there my sweet darlin'
do your choices make you happy?
in love, entranced, I'm wanderin'
I'm not whole and I will not be
You made this mess my angel
I believed you
what's this screaming?
you lied and I still love you
in my mind now
Music: Norberg
Lyrics: Norberg
Bliss torn, transition incomplete
As fall entombed their mother sphere
Bent to the sky, artificial eye
Crushed, nature moans, enlightened
Drained was the heart of man
Insects spawning, hybrids crawling
In spinning cluster skies we're soaring
I've seen tomorrow sun die
into the darkness skies
But as poisoned seeds and acid rot the earth
We will fly into exile
Oh, morituri te salutant
Defier of the Night
Fierce adulterers
What's the destination
of their selfish search?
Forced into spiral alterations
The coils of pain
Hybrids crawling
in spinning cluster skies we're soaring
They've got reconcile
Their cause is unpure
Don't you ever, ever, ever, come back
Don't you ever, ever, ever, come back
Don't you ever, ever, ever, come back
Don't you ever, ever, ever, come back
I hear it
No buzzing
Be quiet
I hear you
In my head
Be quiet
Be quiet
Don't you ever, ever, ever, come back
Don't you ever, ever, ever, come back
Don't you ever, ever, ever, come back
Don't you ever, ever, ever, come back
Where is the light
Where is the light
Let's get out of here
Let's get out of here
Where is the light
Where is the light
Let's get out of here
Let's get out of here
Don't you ever, ever, ever, come back
Don't you ever, ever, ever, come back
Don't you ever, ever, ever, come back